MULTUM IN PARVO.

Maoriland Worker, Volume 2, Issue 20, 21 July 1911, Page 3

MULTUM IN PARVO.

(By W.G.S.). Snobocracy is as conspicuous and rare of merit as a white blackbird. And come to think of it, it's not at all hard on the Doc. Findlays and JoeWards, either. -x-. * * The Capitalist would think a great deal more of Christ if ho had created Dukes instead of Fishermen. Ah! But Christ didn't. * * * Poverty is the greatest curse of man—poverty, and all that poverty entails. It shuts out all the brilliance of 'God's Sunshine, and leaves us nothing but the gloom of Squalor and pain. * * * * But why all this Squalor and misery that surrounds us on every hand? Why this everlasting cry of the poor, when a stone only is given ? Is it to be ever, and for ever, this sordid, slow, reluctant, cowardly path to justice. No! ten thousand times no— for we believe the day of emancipation is near at hand. The millions of our fellow creatures will not be permitted to sweat and suffer in hopeless toil and degradation while human vulture® rob us of our own and justice. When man has learnt this lesson —and he is learning quickly—there will be an entirely new song sung—not of the orphans and the fatherless, for there will not he any—but of the joyful redemption from all poverty and freedom from. cure. * * * . We are being told time and again that all this is so much beautiful nonsense. We are continually reminded that it 13 pernicious to teach this kind

of thing. Surely! If it was not pernicious, and if it was not arrant rubbish, it would be true, but it isn't true. The Capitalist buys and sells you in the open, market. He barters your very souls to satisfy his insatiable greed, and he oasts you aside on his dunghill when he has no further u«=e for you. He does all of this with the coolest kind of inpudence and impunity, and for no earthly reason than that * the peonle are BLIND! BLIND! ! BLIND! I 1 -» * * Many of my readers will remembeu that great little book, "Looking; Backward." I once listened to ai Divine—one of those truculent Di* vines, of an age happily new passing away—and the subject of his discourse was Bellamy's "Looting Back-4 ward." The huge congregation waa a fashionable one, though the sermon was dismal in the extreme. At thia distance of time I cannot remember the exact words, but the substance off them was something near to this: — "The book is, perhaps, clever in ite» way, but it is not the kind of Ih>oK we could wish to see in the hands off young people. I feel sure, in my own mind, it is calculated to do * great amount of harm You will remember I have already asked you to be advised, and to remove from youffl bookshelves, this pernicious pamphlet* It will bring only discontent—and remember your Heavenly Father watch «* over you, and there are other worlda than "this." The Capitalists, parasitical, and *ying parson cared not where he lied, when he lied, or how h© lied, as long as he could persuaoie poor delud- ' ed fools to be contented because ther« were other worlds than this. The grim irony of it all-